INTERNATIONAL - (A Chris Brown Fan Fiction Love Story)

CHAPTER 34

- BLAKE'S POV

I found out when I woke up that Mom and Dad were back together. It was hard to adjust to because I had been familiar with the family dynamics seperated - but I smiled when they told me and family life returned to normal again. Well, except for the fact that Zahra wasn't here. It was strange not having her around; she'd always been a pillar of strength for me but now she didn't give two flying fucks. The constant texts that I sent her were always ignored... like I meant nothing to her. To be honest, I am in love with her - the girl who's been like a sister to me ever since I was born - and I probably will be forever. I want her to be mine; I want her for myself.

- JUSTIN'S POV

Zahra opened her eyes. I couldn't believe I'd fucked Chris' daughter - but then again, there was no loyalty or shit between us anymore because I hadn't seen him for years. Yeah, if you hadn't worked it out already, I'm Justin Bieber. It was strange, though, to think that I'd tried it on with Kerry, Zahra's sorta stepmom, in that VIP area of some club before her and Chris had properly started dating... and now I've just smoked K2 and had sex with her ish stepdaughter. Maybe we could even take Zahra and I's relationship seriously - however, that would mean flying her back to California so she could live with me. I have to move back to America tomorrow and I'm hoping she'll come as well.

- ZAHRA'S POV

"Hey, baby," Justin kissed me as I stretched my aching body... that sex was sure rough last night. "I've been thinking about a lot of shit."

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Yeah. I want to take our relationship seriously."

I sat up. "But I still hardly know you. I met you last night."

"I feel like I know you. And we can get to know each other more if you become my girlfriend and move back to Cali with me tomorrow."

"What?"

He reiterated. "We can get to know each other more if you become my girlfriend and move back to Cali with me tomorrow."

I didn't know this guy - but what did I have to lose? I didn't want to be in Vietnam anymore with my crazy Mom and being in California again would mean I could see Chris, Kerry and... Blake. What would Blake think of Justin? And Chris surely wouldn't approve of me living with a 35 year old drug lover that I'd met last night.

"Let's do it," I replied.

He got up and pushed me against the bed's headrest, kissing me with all his might. I kissed him passionately back, my lips feeling like they were in paradise.

Our relationship was a whirlwind but I wouldn't have it any other way.

- KERRY'S POV

"I think we should all go out today. As a family," I said to Blake and Chris. They were sat in the living room watching TV.

"No," Blake responded. "I ain't a little kid anymore."

Chris got up from the couch and kissed me on the cheek. "I've got work to do today. Paperwork, to be precise, so I'm going to be in the study for most of the day."

He walked to the stairs and started going up them.

"OK, well you two indulge in the fact that you have declined a family bonding session, something we all really need right now," I said, going to the kitchen to start making lunch.

I felt like Chris didn't appreciate me as much as he used to - but I didn't want to cause more turbulence in our marriage. I guess I just needed to learn to accept that as relationships mature, usually the love changes. Chris didn't love me any less but he'd grown up and shit had changed, like his sex drive not being as high as it used to be. A cringey smirk appeared on my face as I thought about that.

- ZAHRA'S POV

* THE NEXT DAY *

I wrote Mom this note:

To Mom,

I'm sorry. For everything. But I don't want to be in Vietnam. I want to be back home in America again. I've met a guy who lives in Cali and he wants me to move back with him - which I am doing today. Don't be sad. Be happy for me. And anyway, now that I'm taken, it's not like I'll be fucking my 'brother', is it? I'm 17 now, not a child, and it is legal for me to move in with my boyfriend so you can't argue against that. You have my number and you can still ring me at anytime... but I wouldn't bother ringing in the next few weeks because I will most likely ignore you.

Despite all the shit between us, I still love you and I hope life's good to you,

Zahra.

I went back home to pack my stuff and left the note on my bed. Luckily, Mom wasn't in the house so I could pack without her fucking nosiness hovvering around. When I finished packing, I left and got into Justin's awaiting car. We drove to the airport and got on his private jet.

"So how do you have all this money?" I asked him as we took our seats.

Justin coughed. "I'll tell you some time later. I'm a little tired from the lack of sleep."

"That's two nights in a row now that we've stayed up fucking and smoking," I laughed.

"But the first night we fucked. The second night, we made love."

I kissed him and then held his hand as the jet took off. This whole thing felt really surreal - like I was almost doing something wrong - but I kept reassuring myself that it'd be fine. Our relationship could work, for sure. I was determined.

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